Chapter 1843 Rubbing Salt in the Wound

As the car vanished into the distance, Fabian exhaled heavily. "Tell me, was my decision wrong?" The driver, Algar Trev, fell silent for a moment before speaking. "I believe you have your own considerations before making your decisions. But would you like to hear my thoughts?" After he finished, Fabian seemed intrigued. "Go ahead. Let's hear it." Keeping his gaze fixed on the road, Algar's lips began to move. "To me, the future is in the younger generation's hands. Young people today are eager to step out and forge their own way. "Look at the other businesses' heirs, for instance. A lot of them are like porcelain dolls. People whisper behind their backs, claiming they're only depending on their families and are completely useless on their own. "Would you want Ms. Quinnell to end up like them, or would you rather her be someone you can take pride in?" These words resonated deeply with Fabian, leaving him in thoughtful silence. Indeed, if Wynter were to remain sheltered, she coul